Texty: Morrissey. Maladjusted. Satan Rejected My Soul.

Satan rejected my soul
He knows my kind, he won't be dragged down
He's seen my face around
He knows heaven doesn't seem to be my home

So I must find somewhere else to go
I must find somewhere else to go

So, take it please, it's free
You'll never see, you'll never see
All the fun in life it's cost me

Satan rejected my soul
As low as he goes, he never quite goes this low
He's seen my face around
He knows heaven doesn't seem to be my home

So I must find somewhere else to go
I must find somewhere else to go

So, take it please, it's really sly
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Take it please, it's really sly
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on

Call me in, haul me in, pull me in
Come on, come on, oh
Come on, come on, come on
Pull me in, pull me in
Call me in, haul me in, pull me in
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, la la la la la